How I relate to the world

It’s like torture I wish I could feel love and hugs but all that’s brought to me is blades and snubbed nose sluggers, 

I’m like a bellhop who bares the weight off the luggage but receives no tip for his troubles, 

As a yute my Nan used to give me cuddles and tell me I was handsome how did I become this ugly fat don that spent 2 bags on a hand gun no bells for the dots and I wish that I had some 

Love and admiration I wish I had some cah as I grew I turned into a “thavage” like Mike Tyson, I desire to be the greatest like Mike Jordan 

I wish I was I could be an affluent young man more concerned about working on his tan instead I’m a yung Black buck thinking upping sticks to rise and tan

Not in Zanty tryna party im on your block with an army brothers in arms like a Kurd and a Syrian man, me and T we roll certi like Turkish and tommy from snatch

I know this life will disappoint my grandad but Vincent I’m Venomous and vigorous my violence was born from the hate of violation now in my future vision I kill these opps quicker then cancer caused by ultraviolet lights, broad day or night I give man and women fright

I fight cah I’ll never meet love and Venom is how I relate to life